Chapter 33 Your fever period has arrived.
"Ah?" Cheng Luan was dumbfounded.
"Pour some water on my shoulders and give me a neck and shoulder massage. Is that easy for you?"
"No, I don't..." Cheng Luanxin squatted down quickly, "Boss, will this help you get rid of the anger in your heart?"
"It depends on your skills." Song Qiuchi closed his eyes.
"Okay!" Cheng Luanxin immediately picked up the scoop and diligently poured water over Song Qiuchi's shoulders. "Boss, how's the water temperature?"
Song Qiuchi nodded: "Not bad."
Cheng Luanxin used both hands to rhythmically massage Song Qiuchi's shoulders: "How's the strength?"
"Can."
Cheng Luanxin became more and more excited, and unconsciously entered the role:
"Boss, your shoulder and neck muscles are tight. Do you often work at a desk? Young people like you should exercise more often, do shoulder and neck exercises, or you'll get diaper rash. So, do I look like a professional masseur?"
Song Qiuchi was almost annoyed by her: "Don't be so noisy when you are working."
"Okay, Boss! How about I wash your hair? Your hair is wet anyway, and I'm pretty good at scalp massage!"
Song Qiuchi shuddered: "Don't do unnecessary things."
Cheng Luanxin: "I'll do whatever you say, boss!"
Barrage:
"Why is helping someone so funny?"
"Song Yingtai plays a massage girl in her true colors"
"But it seems that Luanbao doesn't really enjoy it."
"But I was really scared just now. It's really dangerous to play around near the hot spring. I hope Qiuchi will be more careful."
Seeing that Song Qiuchi wasn't truly angry with her, Cheng Luanxin started talking again. She was completely obsessed with her role as a masseuse, constantly suggesting new services for Song Qiuchi.
Song Qiuchi couldn't enjoy this blessing, and soon he was annoyed and stopped.
Cheng Luanxin was still following her: "Boss, you really don't want to try ear therapy? I'm a professional in ear therapy!"
Song Qiuchi was overwhelmed when he heard Cheng Luanxin talking. How could he dare to ask her to have ear therapy? He coaxed and deceived her to change the subject.
After enjoying the hot springs, the two changed back into their regular clothes and went to the restaurant for a buffet.
Chishan Hot Springs' flagship restaurant is a seafood buffet, where all ingredients are flown in from the coast, ensuring they're incredibly fresh. It's off-season, and it's a weekday, so there aren't many visitors. The vast buffet is filled with a dazzling array of delicious food, but only a few people are there, making it seem like the place is completely booked.
Cheng Luanxin's eyes sparkled as she took the buffet tray, wanting to have a bit of everything, but she didn't expect Song Qiuchi to grab her.
"You can't have mango sago. You're allergic to mangoes."
"Forget about the fruit salad. You have a delicate stomach and can't eat cold food."
"You can't eat roast duck or roast pork belly. They're too greasy and your stomach can't handle it."
"Don't look at it, all seafood is inedible."
"Even cakes are not okay, they have cream in them."
Not allowed to take anything, Cheng Luanxin didn't dare to take anything. In the end, she pitifully chose two purple sweet potatoes and half a corn.
Looking at Song Qiuchi's plate, there were all kinds of food, especially various plump lobsters, crabs, and sashimi, which made Cheng Luan jealous.
She tried to bargain with Song Qiuchi: "Boss, is it true that we can't eat any seafood? Is there any kind that's okay to eat a little?"
Song Qiuchi glanced at her and said, "It seems so."
"Then go pick some for me! This is too plain, I really can't eat it."
Song Qiuchi paused, stood up and walked towards the food selection area.
Soon, she came back with a small plate in her hand.
Cheng Luanxin's eyes lit up and she quickly stood up to greet him.
However, when she saw clearly what Song Qiuchi was holding in his hand, the flattering smile on her face froze.
That was a dish of dried shrimps and rapeseed.
Song Qiuchi: "There's also steamed egg with shrimp skin over there. Do you want some? If you want, I'll get it for you."
"No need, no need, just sit down and have a rest." Cheng Luanxin quickly stopped him.
Steamed egg with dried shrimp is not as good as steamed shrimp and rapeseed.
Barrage:
"Hahahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Is Cheng Luanxin really not seeking revenge against Song Qiuchi?"
"But Luanxin really cares about Qiuchi. She knows exactly what she can and cannot eat."
"Is there a possibility that Song Qiuchi doesn't want this concern?"
The fatigue from returning from the mountain climbing had not yet been completely recovered, so the two of them pulled the curtains and fell asleep in the hotel for the whole afternoon.
Not only were the two of them tired, but the photographer who was following them was also tired. He set up the camera on the table and fell asleep next to it.
The livestream had completely transformed into a chatroom. With no movement between the two on camera, the romantic observers were so bored that they even started writing fanfiction about the two of them, following a serial number.
Song Qiuchi was the first to wake up. She checked her phone and saw that the special hot springs were open for a limited time. She got up and patted Cheng Luanxin on the shoulder: "Wake up, you can go to the milk hot spring and red wine hot spring."
Cheng Luanxin was still asleep and said impatiently, "I can't drink milk and red wine, don't you know..."
Song Qiuchi: "..."
Song Qiuchi: "Get up, you can't drink, you can soak."
The milk hot spring and red wine hot spring are both indoor experience projects. The soaking time should not be too long. After the soaking, there will be a professional masseur to massage you to relieve stress and relax.
The two of them were drowsy from the heat and lay on the bed, waiting for the masseur to arrive.
Two aunts came, each pushing a small cart with various supplies such as essential oils, scraping boards, and cupping jars on it.
Cheng Luanxin got scared when she saw the cupping jar: "Auntie, do we still need to cupping? Can we not do that? I think essential oil massage is good enough."
The masseuse smiled and said, "Cupping is used to clear the meridians. It's usually a paid service. Wouldn't it be a loss if you don't do it?"
Cheng Luanxin tried to smooth things over with her aunt: "Auntie, suffering is a blessing. You guys just need to take a break."
Auntie didn't buy her trick: "No need to rest, I just started working, I'm still very strong!"
Cheng Luanxin turned towards Song Qiuchi with a bitter face, pouting her lips high: "Cheng Luanxin, talk to Auntie and let's promote essential oils!"
Song Qiuchi glanced at her and said, "Auntie, just give her the full treatment. Be obedient, it's good for your health."
Cheng Luanxin was furious: "Isn't this the time for you to yell about sensitive skin?!"
The masseuse smiled and said, "Don't worry, little girl. I'll test the essential oil behind your ears before applying it. Don't be afraid, I'm a professional."
There was no choice but to lie down, like a fish on a chopping board, allowing the masseuse to slaughter her.
The masseuse massaged her back while saying, "Girl, your shoulder and neck muscles are very tight. Do you usually play with your phone with your head down? Young people like you should exercise more when you have nothing to do. Listen, your shoulder and neck are creaking..."
Cheng Luanxin: "..."
...Why does this sentence seem so familiar!
Seeing Song Qiuchi's uncontrollable laughter, Cheng Luanxin could only stare blankly. She couldn't help but send a message to Song Qiuchi:
"I told you you're not feeling well, and you still have the nerve to laugh!"
Song Qiuchi replied: "Then please exercise more for me."
The two of them eventually had cupping removed, and purple sha marks were scraped out of their backs. After the operation, Cheng Luanxin cried out in pain and felt like she was falling apart.
Of course Song Qiuchi was also in pain, but it was more of a strange feeling. Her head was dizzy and her mouth was dry. She thought she had soaked in the hot spring for too long, so she didn't say anything.
Back in the room, she drank a large glass of water and felt somewhat relieved.
Looking at Cheng Luanxin again, she was lying on the bed stiffly like a vegetable, screaming "ouch ouch" repeatedly.
Song Qiuchi thought for a moment and asked, "How do you feel now?"
Cheng Luan was in great pain: "My heart was broken and I felt like dying."
Song Qiuchi: "...I didn't press your guts."
Cheng Luanxin lay on the bed, holding the quilt and humming for a long time. Seeing that Song Qiuchi had no intention of paying attention to her, she fell into a deep sleep again.
Song Qiuchi lay in bed, feeling more and more that his physical condition was abnormal.
My whole body was burning, my limbs were weak, my mouth was dry, my breathing was rapid, and I couldn't even concentrate.
It was just like what was described in the textbook... the Omega's fever period.
No way, a fever has arrived in a place like this. Song Qiuchi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Cheng Luanxin.
Of course, Cheng Luanxin didn't notice anything unusual. She was covered in the quilt and sleeping soundly.
Song Qiuchi calmed himself down, lowered the air conditioner by two degrees, and tried to hold on.
However, no matter how strong one's self-control is, it can't resist the physiological reaction. As the night deepened, Song Qiuchi's body temperature rose higher and higher, and the smell of pheromones began to spread, filling the whole room with the aroma of green citrus lemons.
There was no other way, she could only get up from the bed and pat Cheng Luanxin's quilt.
After clapping several times, Cheng Luanxin finally popped her head out dazedly: "It's morning already?"
Song Qiuchi's breathing became heavy uncontrollably: "Cheng Luanxin, don't sleep anymore, your fever has begun."
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